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Choir Music Lyrics by Toosii Toosii
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Ayy
You a ho and your friend too
And I'm tryna fuck on both them hoes 'cause that's what friends do
She say, 'You ain't pickin' up the phone lately,' got a lot on my mental
If it ain't about cash, I ain't tryna talk, that shit I ain't into
And I been tryna see what a brick do
I been makin' a brick move
Granny like, 'You should go to church and join the choir,' yeah
To them pills, I lost my main man, R.I.P. Messiah
I been ahead of the game, no cap, I ain't talkin' no umpire
If it's smoke, we leave 'em blinded, yeah
Thirty round drop shells, leave a trace, yeah
I'm in love with blue faces
No heart and I hate it
Kinda glad that I made it
They keep sayin', 'You gon' change,' yeah
Mulsanne when I'm switchin' lanes, yeah
My stepper don't know what a range is
Took my heart, rearranged it
I'll still take a bitch from a nigga
Bust it down two times, don't care what her name is
They think 'cause we come from nothin' that we dumb or somethin'
Like he don't know where his brain is
Talk about it, try releasing my problems
My mama still mad I ain't got no scholarship
They ain't give a fuck about me
Why the fuck would I stay thinkin' I'm what the problem is?
They tried puttin' me with the problem kids
They was happy, but a nigga wasn't proud of it
Took a flight to L.A., learned a lot of shit
I was broke, I ain't have not a pot to piss
Now, look at what I made out of it
And you crazy, you think a nigga goin' back to the slums, yeah
No, you crazy if you think I won't keep my gun
You a ho and your friend too
And I'm tryna fuck on both them hoes 'cause that's what friends do
She say, 'You ain't pickin' up the phone lately,' got a lot on my mental
If it ain't about cash, I ain't tryna talk, that shit I ain't into
And I been tryna see what a brick do
I been makin' a brick move
Granny like, 'You should go to church and join the choir,' yeah
To them pills, I lost my main man, R.I.P. Messiah
I been ahead of the game, no cap, I ain't talkin' no umpire
If it's smoke, we leave 'em blinded, yeah
Tryna take my mind out to space, yeah
My heart been too vacant
How the fuck could you take it?
Can you feel when it's racin'?
Put me on your spaceship
Show me different places
You believe I'm gon' make it
Don't leave my mind spacious
Hard to get a little help, I ain't call on nobody
Feel like I don't know where my place is
I'm stuck in a sad place, it's a bad place
Feel like I can't shake it
Granddaddy showed me what game is
Give a fuck if I'm famous
Even if they put me XXL
We ain't the same, just the same list
I grew up, ain't the same kid
Remember I was the lame kid
Now everybody wanna be my friend
That's all that the fame did
You should be ashamed, nigga
2x the hard way and I still thug inside that hallway
Air it out broad day, we don't give a fuck what them boys say
You a ho and your friend too
And I'm tryna fuck on both them hoes 'cause that's what friends do
She say, 'You ain't pickin' up the phone lately,' got a lot on my mental
If it ain't about cash, I ain't tryna talk, that shit I ain't into
And I been tryna see what a brick do
I been makin' a brick move
Granny like, 'You should go to church and join the choir,' yeah
To them pills, I lost my main man, R.I.P. Messiah
I been ahead of the game, no cap, I ain't talkin' no umpire
If it's smoke, we leave 'em blinded, yeah
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